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| courtesy of Pixabay |
Once, I sang the songs of the stars
lulled to sleep by the tranquil sea
my heart wept to a bluesy guitar
web-toed gulls flew wild and free
in my dreams, you traveled with me
our lives a changing kaleidoscope
now, I sing songs, anchoring hope
written for dVerse
hosted by Frank
writing The Perfect Seven Lines
Sing those songs and anchor away!
ReplyDeleteI like the description of their dream life as a kaleidoscope with hope.
ReplyDeleteI know who that one is about! Miss those two traveling misfits.
ReplyDeletemy heart wept to a bluesy guitar.... love that
ReplyDeleteWonderful!
ReplyDeleteSongs are a powerful balm.
ReplyDeleteI love "my heart wept to a bluesy guitar." And anchoring hope......we need to hang onto that!
ReplyDeleteHi Truedessa - love the poem so poetically anchoring hope. Wonderful words - all the best - Hilary
ReplyDeleteVery nice!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful sea imagery, and I love 'my heart wept to a bluesy guitar'.
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